Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

"Let's do it!"

Sun Wuqi roared and launched the first attack!

He's not really an idiot.

The fact that Lu Xingyuan was offered a bounty of 10,000 train coins by the Wanlong Alliance is enough to prove his strength!

If we let our guard down, we will surely capsize in a ditch!

At that point, let alone 10,000 train tickets, you might even lose your life here!

His inner power suddenly erupted, his skin instantly turned a deathly gray-white, and his eyes were swallowed by pure darkness, devoid of any vitality.

Two thick lines of bloody tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, tracing his pale cheeks and leaving shocking ink marks, making him look like a demon returned from hell.

He suddenly opened his mouth, and with a silent breath, rings of pitch-black light emerged—a curse formed from countless vengeful spirits, churning and howling like boiling ink, carrying a bone-chilling cold, and crashing down on Lu Xingyuan!

Lu Xingyuan swung his Frost Sky sword, slashing at the incoming circle of light.

when!

A tingling, jarring shock came from behind, causing Lu Xingyuan a sharp pain in the palm of his hand!

Who would have thought that this aperture would have such terrifying toughness!

One of the beams of light bound towards Timo, who was standing next to Lu Xingyuan.

Teemo was caught off guard and instantly got caught in the trap.

The black halo, like a leech, transformed into a tightening curse, binding his body tightly.

A terrifying pressure surged from all directions, and he could almost hear his bones groaning under the unbearable strain, as if he were about to be crushed into dust in the next moment!

Even more terrifying was that countless hideous little demons surged forth from within the black ring.

They shrieked, their wet, cold claws tearing at his flesh, frantically climbing up his face, vying to pry open his eye sockets, flare his nostrils, and forcefully pour into his body through his mouth and ears!

Timo was terrified. "What the hell?!"

Sun Wuqi laughed triumphantly.

"You'd better watch out, or once this little devil crawls into your brain, you'll become my ghost puppet!"

Teemo was terrified.

"I don't want to!"

"I'll always be the boss's person!"

The Yordle bond has been triggered!

dodge!

He actually managed to break free from the black halo that bound him!

He then swung his ship-slaying sword and slashed fiercely at the black halo. One strike after another, until finally the black halo could not withstand the immense force and with a "poof," it turned into a ball of black flame and vanished into the world.

Lu Xingyuan on the other side was not idle either. He summoned the Silver Serpent Flying Sword, which turned into a pool of mercury and slammed it fiercely towards Sun Wuqi!

The sight of countless silver-white flying swords sent chills down Sun Wuqi's spine.

"How can there be so many?!"

He was somewhat skeptical and chose to tough it out.

As a result, the penetrating power of the silver snake flying sword exceeded his expectations. A bloody hole was instantly pierced through his shoulder, and thick black smoke kept billowing out of the hole, causing him excruciating pain!

"Not only are there so many flying swords, but their power is also enormous!"

"No wonder the Wanlong Alliance offered a reward of 10,000 train tickets!"

"Looks like we won't be able to take him down today without going all out and spending a lot of money!"

Sun Wuqi gritted his teeth, his face contorted in a terrifying grimace!

Then, he took off his shirt, revealing his skin-and-bones chest. His ribs were pressed tightly against his skin, showing clear outlines. He looked as if he had no flesh and blood, only a layer of skin.

He then tore open his own chest with his own hands, and endless black light poured out from the cracked chest, revealing eerie ghostly figures!

One ghostly figure after another appeared, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of them gushed out.

Each of them had a ferocious appearance and died a gruesome death, exuding overwhelming resentment. They locked their eyes on Lu Xingyuan in front of them and then pounced on him with bared teeth and claws.

Sun Wuqi's face grew increasingly pale, and his voice became much weaker.

"These ghostly figures were all carefully selected and crafted by me. There are train conductors and natives, each one incredibly powerful. Normally, I release a maximum of ten. Today, I'm giving you face and releasing them all so you can enjoy yourself!"

The silver serpent flying sword slammed into those eerie ghostly figures, but it could only pierce through their bodies, unable to kill them, and the wounds it left behind healed quickly.

Lu Xingyuan frowned slightly upon seeing this, as he thought of the undead town he had explored with Timo earlier.

The undead also possess this characteristic.

Back then, he had the help of black dog blood, which had a suppressive effect on those undead. But now, where could he find black dog blood?

Moreover, black dog blood isn't exactly a trump card; it's probably useless against a master like Sun Wuqi.

"I'll see if these ghostly figures of yours are truly invincible!"

Lu Xingyuan's gaze sharpened, and tens of thousands of silver snake flying swords fiercely bombarded the ghostly figure in front of him!

Each silver serpent flying sword that pierced through the shadow left a tiny hole in the ghostly figure. These holes would heal quickly, but so what?

Lu Xingyuan believed that as long as he killed fast enough, the Ghost Shadow's healing speed would eventually catch up.

And the facts have proven this to be true.

After being pierced hundreds of thousands of times, the ghostly figure at the forefront finally could not hold on any longer. With a "poof," it turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated into the world.

Sun Wuqi then let out a scream:

"what!"

Whether it was because he was heartbroken by the disappearance of the ghost or because he himself was suffering from the backlash, he was in a very bad state!

"Kill them!"

The ghost's attacks became even more ferocious!

They desperately tried to rush to Lu Xingyuan's front, but unfortunately they were facing tens of thousands of silver snake flying swords, and the number was still increasing!

They were like grains of sand going against the current in a turbulent river, unable to stop the raging waters, and one by one they were defeated!

On the other side, Teemo switched his Thousand Faces Divine Machine into Raven form, aimed at Sun Wuqi, and fired a fierce shot!

puff!

The poisoned arrow struck Sun Wuqi precisely, sending him flying.

His ashen face was tinged with an eerie purple hue, a sign that he had been poisoned.

To make matters worse, he lost his sight, and everything was pitch black in front of him, making it impossible for him to tell where the enemy was. This plunged him into extreme panic!

With a successful shot, Teemo aimed again, locking onto the opponent's head, ready to send him to his doom!

However, at that moment, just as he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly stopped.

Because a figure stood in front of Sun Wuqi to protect him. She was none other than the woman whose uterus had been forcibly taken over by the ghost doll!

She spread her arms wide, her face filled with unwavering determination as she protected Sun Wuqi!

"Don't you dare hurt my baby's father!"